And I'm not the judge or the referee And I can't accept 'cause I am uptight And the smoke's getting into my eyes are burning My concern is I just might give you a life
And I can't relate to the hypnotist And I can't get close 'cause of plastic wrap And I want to have kids but their father's up inside the clouds The distance between is on my mind
Up until now things have been fine, temporarily You're cute but the circumstance has changed Your substitution method, crutch Your whole protection from your pain This presentation of my ploy Is to change my Cellophane Boy
Oh, it's not the seventy's Let your future fly with me
Up until now things have been fine, temporarily Your cute but the circumstance has changed Your substitution method, crutch Your whole protection from your pain This presentation of my ploy Is to change my Cellophane Boy
And I want your habit to be me Your harbor and your refugee